Andromeda Tonks has been in this City for less than a week. During that time, she's found that many, many people she knows are cold and dead (recently or not) are in fact alive in this place. Overwhelmed doesn't begin to cover it.
The idea that Sirius and Severus, even in this place that brings such wonders and pains, can't be adults for the length of time it would take most people to have a normal conversation, makes her teeth clench for a moment.
Punching seems like it would take far too much effort - she's much more adept at using charms than she is at using her fists - so she lifts her wand and points it at Sirius and Severus in turn. She still needs to speak the silencing charms for them to work, but she does so quickly enough.
"If you are both going to act like petulant children, I don't think Lily nor myself needs to hear it -- and we will treat you like petulant children." Besides, they'll be more likely to diffuse the situation if they aren't fuelling each other -- and she knows it. She tries to keep her voice steady even if it's wavering with the sort of
"Sirius, if you feel the need to speculate about how Harry Potter feels about Severus, perhaps would be better off asking him yourself." She takes a deep breath in and looks down at Snape, "And if you would not like for me to drag you to the nearest muggle hospital and strap you to a bed, I suggest you too let this be finished for the day."
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The idea that Sirius and Severus, even in this place that brings such wonders and pains, can't be adults for the length of time it would take most people to have a normal conversation, makes her teeth clench for a moment.
Punching seems like it would take far too much effort - she's much more adept at using charms than she is at using her fists - so she lifts her wand and points it at Sirius and Severus in turn. She still needs to speak the silencing charms for them to work, but she does so quickly enough.
"If you are both going to act like petulant children, I don't think Lily nor myself needs to hear it -- and we will treat you like petulant children." Besides, they'll be more likely to diffuse the situation if they aren't fuelling each other -- and she knows it. She tries to keep her voice steady even if it's wavering with the sort of
"Sirius, if you feel the need to speculate about how Harry Potter feels about Severus, perhaps would be better off asking him yourself." She takes a deep breath in and looks down at Snape, "And if you would not like for me to drag you to the nearest muggle hospital and strap you to a bed, I suggest you too let this be finished for the day."